Shopping, shopping, shopping!
Today, my stomach has been in knots all day, knowing that I have a severe punishment coming tonight. You see, last week, when I accompanied Daddy on one of his business trips, I behaved very badly. I won’t go into too much detail, but not only was I disrespectful and disobedient, I put myself in danger.
This past week was a lonely one, as Daddy was away for work. However, he promised his little girl a reward for good behavior on the eve of his return. While I may not have been the most well-behaved girl all week...
This piece on humiliation is written by my good friend and fellow blogger, furcissy
Prior to writing this post, I decided to Google the term “BDSM” and I was surprised to learn that instead of standing for Bondage/Dominance/Sadism/Masochism, as I originally thought, many websites define it as Bondage/Discipline, Dominance/submission, and Sadism/masochism which incorporates a bit more than I originally thought.
A Daddy’s job is not an easy one. When I review the list of things that I need above…well, I need a lot! Much of the time, my Daddy fulfills this list. Sometimes, he only fulfills a few of these needs. And other times, not often, he is unable to meet any of these needs… because Daddies have lots of responsibilities and their own list of needs as well.
Lately, Daddy and I have been in a bit of a sexual slump. It started about a week before our travels, as we were both exhausted in preparing for our trip. Our fabulous journey to the UK was fabulous…and fabulously exhausting as we romped through a variety of countries…very little sex to be had.